What’s your line this time, cerebral manWhenever you walk through
my door, I start to sweatI’m falling in slow motion, and I’m
losing controlAnd the walls are too high to jumpThe walls are to
high to jumpI hear thunder, it’s in my soulCan you hear the
thunder roar, you better get backI hear thunder, who’s in
controlCan you hear the thunder roarBetter get back, cerebral
manThe cutting edge, it hides behind those eyes of woeYour tears
won’t make a bed of rosesWhat we had I cannot loveThe walls are
to high to jumpThe walls are to high to jumpI hear thunder, it’s
in my soulCan you hear the thunder roar, you better get backI
hear thunder, who’s in controlCan you hear the thunder
roarBetter get back, cerebral manAnd the walls are too high to
jumpThe walls are to high to jumpI hear thunder, it’s in my
soulCan you hear the thunder roar, you better get backI hear
thunder, who’s in controlCan you hear the thunder roarYou better
get backI hear thunder, it’s in my soulCan you hear the thunder
roarYou better get backI hear thunder, who’s in controlCan you
hear the thunder roarBetter get back, cerebral manCerebral man,
cerebral man